Happy Friday! It’s time for Flash Fiction Friday, when we respond to Advizor54’s challenge to write about a photo. Click over to his blog to see what he and other wonderful writers wrote. My take is below.
Here’s the rules for this week:
Key Words: (searching or seeking) and asphalt
Word Limit: 210
Forbidden words: flippers
Extra Credit: What kind of trees are in the background?
Bonus Words: Donate to the Red Cross fund for the Philippines hurricane relief, or to their general fund 1 word per dollar.
Another exciting day at the garage. No one was waiting on a repair, so I told Sara at AAA that I could rescue stranded motorists. The beastly hot day made the asphalt shimmy with waves of heat. Please let this be an easy fix – a bit of radiator fluid, or some duct tape on a broken hose or a new battery.
The dispatcher’s email said mile 735, so I was speeding out the farm road, searching for the silver van from the dive team. I finally pulled in behind it near the stand of oak trees.
My brain must be going mushy… I thought a woman was sitting on the road with binoculars. Naked. Hunh.
I got out of my truck, the heat hitting me like a 2×4 in the chest. She rose, brushed the gravel off her shapely butt and walked quickly toward me. I admit it – I stared. I hadn’t seen a real naked woman in months. She looked way better than the porn I watch to take care of things!
“SO happy to see you!” she squealed, wrapping her arms around me in a hug that was amazingly strong for her lithe form. She gave me a big kiss on the lips! And then she kept kissing me… groping my ass! I was pretty sure I was having heat stroke and imagining all this but I rolled with it anyway!